From Five Animal Exercises to being hailed as a saint and ancestor

Before Yao Mengkang could catch his breath, the space beside him began to ripple violently once again, like water on which a stone had been thrown!

Again!

Yao Mengkang's pupils suddenly contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind!

Having just experienced a fierce battle, although supported by a million-foot spiritual sea, the physical and spiritual energy was still considerable, and the mental state was only experiencing a brief relaxation after being highly tense.

If another fifteen, or even more, Heavenly Dao Sect disciples were to arrive at this moment, he would probably be in real trouble, or even suffer a crushing defeat!

No! We absolutely cannot be trapped here and die!

The only way out is the fleeting flaw that appears when the teleportation channel is first formed!

He forcefully suppressed his physical exhaustion and surging blood, discarded all distracting thoughts, and concentrated his mind like never before, focusing all his attention on the rapidly expanding spatial ripples!

The dark red, blood-patterned longsword in his hand trembled slightly, and the Silent Soul Blade Intent, like a venomous snake poised to strike, condensed on the blade, ready to be released but not yet unleashed.

His eyes were fixed on the twisted, pulsating core!

It's now!

Just as the illusory gate of light solidified and was not yet fully stable, in that instant when the repulsive force was about to arise—

"Shatter the Stars!"

Yao Mengkang roared inwardly, unleashing a long-awaited, unrestrained strike!

This strike embodies his complete understanding of spatial fluctuations, his ultimate grasp of timing, and all the strength and will to survive in dire straits!

The blade wasn't aimed at the enemy, but at that fragile spatial node!

"Sizzle!"

A strange, piercing scream, as if cloth were being forcibly torn apart, rang out!

The sturdy light gate trembled violently, and its surface rippled violently. The originally stable spatial passage was actually torn open by this one strike, creating a tiny, extremely unstable crack!

opportunity!

A startling light flashed in Yao Mengkang's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and plunged headlong into the crack!

"Buzz—!"

A strong sense of spatial tearing and dizziness instantly overwhelmed me, far exceeding any previous passive teleportation experience!

He felt as if he had been thrown into a violent vortex, his internal organs were about to shift, and his mind was in constant turmoil.

But he gritted his teeth and protected his vital organs, letting the force carry him through the air.

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been a moment, or it might have been eternity.

"Bang!"

He crashed heavily onto the hard ground, the force of the impact making his throat taste sweet, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

He suppressed his discomfort, rolled over and half-squatted to his feet, and cautiously looked around.

Upon seeing this, his heart sank to the bottom.

As far as the eye could see, there was a dense, dark mass of more than fifty disciples dressed in the moon-white robes of the Heavenly Dao Sect, who were forming several battle formations and surrounding him in the center!

These disciples were connected by auras, exuding killing intent, clearly having been waiting here for battle!

The air was much thinner of the ghostly aura than in the depths, but the oppressive atmosphere here was even more intense!

This is clearly the outer area of ​​the Silent Soul Abyss, but it is also a key area where the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples have deployed their defenses!

Yao Mengkang felt as if ten thousand demonic beasts were stampeding through his mind, cursing the teleportation array as inhuman!

This is really pushing him to his doom!

His face instantly contorted into a look of panic, bewilderment, helplessness, and a touch of sorrow. He spoke first, his voice trembling slightly, calling out to the disciple closest to him, who seemed to be the leader:

"Esteemed... Esteemed Immortal Masters! I'm innocent! I'm just a woodcutter from the foot of the mountain. I somehow got lost and fell into a dark cave. When I woke up, I was in this godforsaken place! I finally managed to find my way, but... where am I? Please, Esteemed Immortal Masters, have mercy and show me the way!"

As he spoke, he secretly adjusted his breathing, while his eyes, like the most precise instruments, rapidly scanned the weak points of the encirclement, calculating a breakout route.

The leading disciple, named Zhou Yi, frowned upon hearing this and carefully examined Yao Mengkang.

The man's clothes were badly torn, stained with dust and dark red blood. He had a young face and a panicked look, truly resembling a down-on-his-luck woodcutter. But...

Zhou Yi's gaze fell on the dark red blood-patterned longsword in Yao Mengkang's hand. The killing intent and sharp sword intent that had not yet completely dissipated lingered around the blade, as well as the powerful aura and faint spiritual pressure that Yao Mengkang, though deliberately restrained, could not completely conceal, as if he had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

A woodcutter? You're kidding me! What woodcutter possesses such cultivation and murderous aura? What woodcutter can afford such a vicious weapon?!

"Utter nonsense! Take him down!"

Zhou Yi didn't believe it at all and shouted sternly.

Although he couldn't discern the other person's true strength, his intuition told him that this person was extremely dangerous!

However, the instant his shout rang out, and the surrounding disciples' minds were drawn to it, causing an extremely subtle stagnation in the formation's operation—

Yao Mengkang made a move!

The sorrow and confusion on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an icy calmness and resolve!

"You think you can take me? You're not qualified!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already turned into a blurry afterimage. Instead of rushing towards Zhou Yi, he suddenly broke through the encirclement towards the flank he had already calculated, which was guarded by several disciples with slightly weaker auras!

"Stop him!"

Zhou Yi was furious and ordered the formation to surround them.

Dozens of attacks came from all directions in an instant, sword light, talisman light and spell light intertwined to form a net of death!

Yao Mengkang pushed his speed to the limit, bringing the ape and bird forms of the Five Animal Frolics to their peak. His body moved and dodged in the narrow space like a ghost.

He brandished his long sword, unleashing the Silent Soul Sword Technique. He didn't seek to kill the enemy, but only to parry the most lethal attacks and pave his own way!

"Clang clang clang!" "Boom!"

Violent collisions continued to occur.

Yao Mengkang kept getting new wounds, but his efforts to break through never stopped!

He dared not linger in the fight. If he were completely entangled and surrounded by more than fifty people, they could wear him down to death!

He fought and retreated, relying on his superhuman speed, reflexes, and physique to carve a bloody path through the dense attacks and flee desperately towards the outer perimeter!

Behind them, more than fifty disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were in hot pursuit, their shouts and the sounds of attacks tearing through the air never ceasing.

Deep within the Silent Soul Abyss, the humanoid soul beast, through special means, "watched" Yao Mengkang being chased and fleeing in a sorry state by dozens of people like a stray dog. Its pure black eyes were filled with a light of pleasure and mockery.

In front of that ruthless Li Hanshan, it had to be extremely careful and dared not even breathe loudly.

But toying with the boy chosen by this evil star, watching him suffer setbacks and become pathetic, is undoubtedly a rare pleasure for it in these long, desolate years.

"Run, run, kid... Let me see how long you can last in this cat-and-mouse game... Hehe..."

As it was "watching" with great interest, suddenly, an incomparably powerful and terrifying will, like a celestial sword hanging overhead, pierced through part of the rules of the Silent Soul Abyss and crashed down on the sky above this outer area!

Immediately afterwards, a voice, imbued with boundless majesty and fury, seemingly capable of shattering mountains and rivers, boomed like thunder from the heavens, clearly reaching everyone's ears, including Yao Mengkang, who was fleeing for his life:

"Grab him!!!"

These three words, though seemingly simple, carried a tangible pressure, causing all the pursuing Heavenly Dao Sect disciples to freeze in place, their minds reeling, and an overwhelming sense of awe rising within them!

This made Yao Mengkang, who was running wildly, instantly feel his scalp tingle and his soul tremble!

Master of the Sword of Enlightenment! Lin Shouzhen!

He actually interfered from the outside! And his voice could even get in?!

Yao Mengkang was horrified, and his pace quickened, as if he were using every ounce of strength he had.

He knew that if he fell into the hands of the Sword Master Mingxin, his fate would be a thousand times worse than dying in this Silent Soul Abyss!

The real dead end seems to have only just begun!